Nothing Left

There's no fight left
No waste of breath
No strength to find
Another step
Another stage
Another try
To salvage bits
Of things slipped by

To tired to wriggle
I finally rest
and find the peace
Of no contest
The truth of us
The truth of me
There's only one thing
I can be.

So long
So slow
So slight
She didn't know
What time eroded.

A mountain gone

Unscaled
Unseen
Dissolved
By mists of
Pure unbeing

Breaking

Today is a hard day
Brittle bark
And scratchy dust
Dropping bugs
That scurry
Tiredness overwhelms
I slow to hurry
Cleaning up
The worsening mess
Means breaking things
Within my house
My home.

Running

I ran from my mother
I ran from what's good
I ran from myself
and all that I knew

I ran in the dark
I ran in the rain
I ran ever on
and always in pain

I ran from my aches
I ran from my joy
I ran from my love
and all he implored

I ran into shadows
I ran into light
I ran through my days
and straight into night

I stood in the darkness
And all it held there
In quiet and peace
I'm no longer scared.

In response to running this weeks OSI prompt

You're a fire in my heart and a wonder to my mind.

Honey and surrender to the bones of who I am

Impossible dream and unanswerable prayer

Revealed to me and offered as easily as air.

Any moment I am scared

Of ceasing to exist

I am overwhelmed and healed

That I existed as this

Loved this one :) Perfect Timing.

The peachy thing about uncertainty, Julia, is that when everything else is equal, the cards are still heavily stacked in your favor.In other words, when all things are considered, including uncertainty, they are not equal, and vigilantly remembering this can make all the difference.
Got it?

The Universe

Julia, that one's worth getting: All things are not equal.

learning to fly

Set my sights high
Heart aligned
Jump with both feet
Learning to fly :)

Midas

I wondered if,
If my body looked different,
Would it feel the same
When you touch me?
I decided not.
I would lose
The most delicate
Truth.
I would not experience
The beauty
Of who I am.
For that's your power
To touch me exquisitely
With unbelievable beauty.
So I lay my scars before you;
My hurts,
Self hurts
And hiding,
My lack of self-love
Turned loathing
And float
Under your touch.